Great Talisman Seal Script Master

The old Taoist priest was beaten until he was covered in black smoke. The expression on his face was both aggrieved and innocent. He didn't say anything!

But I couldn't control the surprise in my heart at that moment, okay?

When you see someone who is particularly familiar, and that person was a big shot in the past, you will definitely think of his name subconsciously, right?

Isn't this normal?

Is this also going to be struck by lightning?

And this is hell!

There is no place where a thunder will appear in billions of years!

Before today, if someone asked the old Taoist priest about Tianlei, he would definitely say with a kind smile -

"Child, that thing is just a legend and does not exist in this world. I have never seen thunder in hell in all my life!"

He had just been struck by lightning for the first time, and he had already thought about how he would tell stories to the younger members of his race in the future.

"It was an otherwise calm afternoon...the first thunderbolt in the history of hell fell on the heads of your ancestors and me!"

Then Junior, who must have been surprised and shocked, asked him what it felt like to be struck by lightning.

Then he would reply: "Feeling? Don't feel!"

"How can a mere thunderbolt hurt me, your powerful ancestor?"

But now, he has no intention of telling this story.

Tired!

real.

Wenjun, Zijin and others over there looked at the old Taoist priest who was struck by lightning with speechless expressions.

The expressions on their faces were also full of confusion.

Shan Gu even looked up and asked: "There are rainy days in hell?"

The old Taoist priest wanted to slap him!

Yinyu, you are so big!

This is thunder!

Do you think an ordinary thunder can split me like this?

If you want to see that kind of thunder, I can create millions of them for you in minutes!

It doesn’t matter if it turns into a sea of ​​thunder!

Si Yin was still very kind and asked with concern: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little accident, of course it'll be fine." The old Taoist priest looked at Si Yin and thought to himself, what a cute little girl, this fluctuation of blood energy, oh my god, it's so familiar...

Click!

Another thunderbolt struck him.

If it weren't for being in front of such a group of people, the old Taoist priest would have wanted to cry.

What evil has Master Dao done?

Why are we being struck by lightning one after another?

No...where the hell are these monsters coming from?

Are they the enemy with the creation fluid in the mouth of the bird in the human pantheon?

Damn it, isn’t this seeking death?

Is that bird blind?

ah?

There are six people in total, four of them have great backgrounds!

He has been hacked four times!

Xiaobai, Wenjun, Zijin, Siyin and others were also a little speechless.

I wonder what happened to this old Taoist priest?

Everything is fine, why are you struck by lightning one after another?

Are we really such extraordinary beings?

Even if you are recognized?

But why wasn't anyone recognized?

Didn’t you recognize the great gods in the Pantheon?

Xiaobai and Wenjun felt even more strange.

Xiaobai: Could it be that this old Taoist priest really recognized their origins and was betrayed? But why did the fallen archangel just now... claim to be one of the former gods and Buddhas? Why didn't he recognize it?

Question: Aren’t my roots the Great Northern God from the late ancient times? As for causing such a powerful top boss in hell to be struck by lightning?

If this is the case, then when those great gods from the Southern Birds come, he still has to be hacked to death?

The old Taoist priest's whole body was completely charred, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood. He looked at Shan Gu and Si Yin with a look of sorrow and anger, and roared: "Cut it, chop it, Master Taoist, I want to see what's left." Two, could it be that..."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to Shan Gu and Si Yin.

Click!

Click!

Two more thunders fell from the sky.

a long time.

The old Taoist priest still lay there and refused to get up.

He regrets it!

"I'm so stupid, really. I know clearly that birds of a feather flock together, and I warned myself in my heart not to read it. I might get struck by lightning, but why didn't I follow my heart? Why? Do you still want to watch? If I don’t watch, I can’t be struck by lightning. If I don’t get struck by lightning, I can’t lie here. I haven’t done anything harmful to you, so why are you doing this to me? "

The old Taoist priest was muttering there without tears, with a look of despair.

Even Xiaobai didn't want to provoke him at this time.

After a while, seeing that the old Taoist priest seemed to have calmed down, he asked softly: "Are you... your race? Are there any special circumstances?"

"Special, you big-headed ghost!"

The old Taoist priest looked furious. He stood up from the ground like a carp and glared at Bai Muye: "What do you mean by my race? You see clearly, the Taoist master is a human being! A human being! A human race like you!"

"There are people in hell?" Caiyi whispered to the side.

The old Taoist priest took a deep breath and didn't want to talk to this group of people.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Caiyi glanced at Xiaobai, wondering if she had said the wrong thing?

Xiaobai gave her a reassuring look.

So Caiyi felt relieved.

Even if they understand their current situation, even they can see that even Xiaobai seems to be powerless to deal with the problems they are currently facing.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he is here, they will feel at ease.

"The human race cannot be said to be the largest race in the world, but at least it is a race that can be included in the top ten!"

The old Taoist priest calmed down for a while and then said quietly: "So there are human beings in all realms. Is it strange that people appear in hell? You don't know that in the busiest years of hell, 99% of them are human beings."

This is not easy to say.

So everyone fell silent.

In the end, Xiaobai spoke up to help the old Taoist priest regain his respect: "Don't worry, it won't happen again in the future."

The old Taoist priest said in his heart, I believe you are a ghost!

I'm afraid you don't know who you used to be, and your words are most unreasonable!

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but think, and suddenly subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the sky above his head.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no movement.

Afraid of being struck by lightning.

Grandma has never been struck by lightning in all her life, but now she has been struck six times in the blink of an eye.

If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have been hacked to death several times!

Is there anything more speechless than this?

The answer is of course yes.

Because Bai Muye looked at him with a puzzled face and asked: "Is that ugly guy just now your descendant? How can people... have such descendants?"

The old Taoist priest immediately shut himself up.

Autistic to the point of doubting life.

Are those things his descendants?

Yes!

At least in terms of blood relationship, this is indeed the case.

He couldn't deny this.

Even if he can be so cold-blooded as to put the curse of hell on the bodies of his descendants, he hopes that through the death of his descendants, that curse will be transmitted to those who want to rebuild the six paths of reincarnation. But there was no way to deny the relationship between him and the ugly ghost.

"It's a long story. They are all losers on the road to spiritual practice."

The old Taoist priest sighed and revealed a secret that only belongs to hell.

"How wonderful the world is!"

he sighed.

"All living beings in the human world can practice cultivation. Even if they fail to pass the test, there will not be any serious consequences. At most, they will stop at the current state, and they will have endless years to live a good life and enjoy all the blessings in the world."

"But not in hell."

“This looks like a fairyland, but it is ultimately a place of exile.”

"It can become what it is today, all thanks to the gods of the Pantheon who destroyed the six realms of reincarnation and separated hell from the six realms of reincarnation."

"Without those evil ghosts, it took countless years and the joint efforts of countless hell creatures to finally become what it is today."

"But even if it becomes what it is now, there are still many problems."

"For example, after a living being has reached a certain level of cultivation and fails to pass the level, various ominous events will occur to him."

"The worst outcome is death."

The old Taoist priest looked at Bai Muye and others: "The best result... is that like my descendants, their appearance will become completely inhuman, and their temperament will become increasingly weird, and finally they will become closer to the most primitive beasts."

"So do you understand why the hell creatures are unwilling to appear in the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

"Without the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the best I can do is become like my descendants, but at least I can continue to practice."

"As long as you continue to hone your mind and make your Tao realm perfect, one day you will have the opportunity to restore your human body and step into a higher realm."

"But once the six paths of reincarnation are reestablished, hell will become one of the six paths..."

The old Taoist priest sighed: "Faced with the endless influx of evil ghosts again, hell will become a real hell again!"

"But we don't want this! We hope there will be no evil spirits in hell!"

"Who doesn't want their home to be a peaceful, happy and peaceful place?"

"If it were you, you would make the same choice as us...protect your homeland with all your might, right?"

Everyone was silent.

If what this old Taoist priest said is true, then the hatred of the hell creatures towards those who rebuild the Six Paths of Reincarnation is indeed understandable.

Even if the two sides fight to the death, it can only be said to be fate.

From their respective standpoints, no one is wrong.

"I saw your six-path reincarnation model, and I know that I wrongly blamed you, but we also received the punishment we deserve. You see, the fallen archangel was killed by you..."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Back then, a Buddha once said that one day, fallen archangels will meet violent deaths. But at that time, no one believed this. Now that I think about it, it is really the case."

He looked at Xiao Bai and said: "If you believe me, let them all stay in hell. The curse of hell among them is not particularly strong. As long as there is a drop of creation fluid, it should be able to solve it."

"Is it that simple?" Bai Muye looked at him: "I have it."

"no!"

"no!"

"You can't do this!"

"I won't agree!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wenjun and Caiyi spoke directly.

Zijin looked strange and said: "I also have the creation fluid in my body, why am I also suffering from this kind of curse?"

"Me too!" Wenjun said from the side.

The old Taoist priest glanced at Zijin: "You don't have enough on you, plus you don't have any defense."

He glanced at Wang Jun again and said, "You didn't refine it clean enough if it was stolen from others. Also, you are all the same, without any defense."

As he spoke, he looked at Bai Muye and said, "Actually, the curse power prepared for you is the strongest!"

"Xiao Xiang?" Bai Muye asked.

What the hell is Xiaoxiang?

The old Taoist priest had a question mark on his face.

Wenjun, Zijin and others twitched the corners of their mouths slightly.

Xiaobai is a bad person!

"Are you talking about my descendant? Yes, that's him. We did whatever it took to prevent this from happening. Although Master Dao will lose a junior, the whole hell will remember him and thank him!"

The old Taoist priest said matter-of-factly.

Well, this is someone else's theory. Although it sounds cold-blooded, it is not convenient for others to comment on it.

The old Taoist priest sighed: "But I didn't expect that by some mistake, you avoided this disaster. But now it seems that it is a good thing."

With that said, he sincerely invited Bai Muye again: "Join Hell! As long as you are willing to join, I promise to convince the dragon to make you one of the three high priests of Hell! From now on, you will be the top... "

Just as he was talking, from the far end of the ocean, there was suddenly an earth-shattering dragon roar.

A huge black dragon came riding on the clouds.

In an instant, he was in front of the crowd and transformed into an old man in black. His eyes were like lightning, scanning the faces of the crowd.

Then his eyes fell on the old Taoist priest, and he asked with a strange expression: "Six Heavenly Thunders... What have you done to make people hate you? Are you struck by lightning?"

The old Taoist priest wanted to remind the other party, but when he heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "Old Long, take a closer look, who are they?"

"Do you want to restart the group of people in the Six Paths of Reincarnation?" The black dragon, who turned into an old man in black, cast his eyes on Bai Muye and said in a solemn tone: "You killed the fallen archangel? How brave! I don't have that. Don’t think about the good temper of the old man today... Huh? You, you... you are not that..."

Click!

A thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck the old man in black on the head.

The old man in black roared angrily, and a giant dragon phantom roared at the sky thunder.

But it's no use.

The old man in black was directly hacked until his whole body was scorched black.

It's already dark, but now it's even darker.

Like a piece of coke.

The old man in black stood there blankly, with a look on his face - Who am I? where am I? What am I here for?

Then, he began to try to stop the curiosity deep in his heart, not wanting to see the remaining people.

There are a total of six strangers here. Six thunderbolts have just struck down. Doesn’t it mean that the background of this group of people is extremely amazing... Even thinking about those names in my mind will be struck by lightning?

But if you can hold it back, there will be no such thing as curiosity killed the cat.

He couldn't hold back and glanced at Lin Zijin.

Suddenly a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

Click!

A bolt of lightning struck him.

This time, he didn't even resist.

The mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood protruded.

He looked at Wenjun again, frowning slightly at first, then showing a look of shock.

Click!

Another thunder.

This time, in addition to a mouthful of blood, there was also black smoke coming out of the seven orifices.

Oh shit!

He turned to look at the old Taoist priest who was gloating at his misfortune.

"You tricked me!"

"I didn't." The old Taoist priest said seriously, "No!"

The old man in black looked at Cai Yi, Si Yin and Shan Gu as if he didn't believe in evil.

A moment later, a black dragon more than one foot long lay with its belly upwards, feebly cursing——

"Are that stupid bird in the Pantheon and those people idiots?"

"They all did it on purpose, right? They just wanted to trick us, right?"

"The fallen archangel died unjustly... He really fulfilled what the Buddha said back then, he would die violently..."

Such a big dragon was struck by lightning so much that it revealed its true form and was seriously injured.

The appearance looked extremely miserable.

At this time, a large number of creatures were rushing over from all directions.

Twelve thunders!

This is so unusual!

In the whole hell, such strange things have never happened in all eternity.

Almost all the top beings in hell were alarmed.

"Get out of here!"

The black dragon that was still lying there weak just now suddenly sent out a wave of spiritual thoughts... Well, it can't be said to be a wave anymore, to be precise, it was a storm of spiritual thoughts!

In all directions, completely indistinguishable.

The group of hellish creatures who rushed over excitedly dropped into the sea like dumplings.

Then one by one they climbed up from the sea with confused faces and looked innocently in the direction of the island.

I don’t understand why the Black Dragon High Priest is so angry?

In the end what happened?

"Get out!" The old Taoist priest glanced at himself, who was completely covered in darkness, and couldn't help but let out a storm of spiritual thoughts.

The group of hellish beings who were still confused just now dispersed.

They were all scared!

What day is today?

Why is this ancestor here?

Thinking about the twelve thunders again... countless hell creatures felt that they understood!

These two... have they finally taken action against the fallen archangel?

For eternity, countless creatures in hell have been wondering when the fallen archangel will die violently?

The handicap alone has been opened many times.

But he just won’t die!

So much so that the odds on when the Fallen Archangel will die are becoming more and more outrageous!

"Could it be that...the other two high priests also bought him to death?" Some hell creatures speculated as they fled.

"That must be it!"

"That's it!"

"So cruel!"

"It's a pity that I didn't get to see that scene, what a pity!"

"I hope to see the battle scenes reappear in the future. It will definitely be exciting."

"Forget it, let's go home and watch the show with my wife. It's almost the finale!"

"Yes, yes, are you also watching the Legend of the Black Dragon? Hehe, the Black Dragon High Priest is so shameless. He talks about himself as being so great, bright and correct..."

"Keep your voice down, aren't you afraid that the Black Dragon High Priest will kill you?"

A group of hellish creatures wandered off the building while chatting.

Bai Muye, who used his mental power to eavesdrop on the chat of these hell creatures, was speechless.

What is this all about?

Is this hell?

Half an hour later.

The black dragon high priest who transformed into an old man in black looked at the six-path reincarnation model formed in the void with an expression of disbelief. The corners of his mouth twitched and he suddenly said angrily: "Doesn't this mean that we were tricked by that bird?"

The old Taoist priest curled his lips: "Indeed."

"Damn it, next time it dares to come, I will tear it up with my own hands!" the old man in black said angrily.

"Come on, it will definitely not dare to come again." said the old Taoist priest.

The old man in black looked at Bai Muye, and then said apologetically: "There is no solution to the curse of hell. This matter... we are indeed sorry for you. However, all creatures who are cursed by hell cannot leave hell for too long, otherwise they will definitely be Curse erosion... Even we, there is no way to solve this matter."

"No, there is still a way." The old Taoist priest glanced at the black dragon: "The solution can be solved with the creation fluid."

"It takes a billion years to form a drop, and it is impossible for people without great luck to get it. Even if we can get out of hell and stay there, what's the use? In these eternal years, it's you who haven't tried, or I haven't tried. "Yes?" The old man in black looked at the old Taoist priest: "So what you said is the same as what you didn't say!"

"We didn't have that opportunity in the past, but we still have it now." The old Taoist priest said: "With the strength of this group of people, the group of gods in the Pantheon are no longer their opponents. As long as they can kill the group of great gods in the Pantheon, they can Some creation fluid shouldn’t be a big problem.”

The Black Dragon High Priest squinted his eyes and thought for a moment: "That's true, but..."

But nothing, it paused and did not continue.

Instead, he changed the topic, looked at Bai Muye and the others and said, "Since this old Taoist said this method is possible, then it must be possible!"

Hahaha.

Bai Muye sneered inside, but nodded calmly on his face.

The old Taoist priest said: "If you trust us, let them stay here temporarily. Here, not only will they not encounter any disasters, but they will also make progress!"

Bai Muye glanced at him: "We don't plan to stay in hell."

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of the fallen archangel who had just died, and he had some enlightenment in his heart, so he did not continue to ask to stay, but nodded and said: "Now that the matter has been revealed, the grudge between us is also a misunderstanding. . We have caused you a lot of trouble, but the fallen high priest also paid for this matter... can it be settled?"

The Black Dragon High Priest said: "Yes, from now on, there will be no conflict between us."

Bai Muye smiled and nodded: "Okay, no problem."

"Then, in that case, can you all enjoy the honor and visit me in my humble abode? I'll ask them to prepare some wine and vegetables, and we can have a few drinks? It's not like we don't know each other!" the old Taoist priest said with a sincere face.

Bai Muye shook his head: "I accept it with good intentions, but I am anxious and won't stay here for long."

The old Taoist priest looked regretful and sighed: "Okay, but if we have the opportunity to come again in the future, we must have a few more drinks!"

The Black Dragon High Priest also said: "Yes, everyone will not return until they are drunk by then!"

Bai Muye smiled: "As it should be!"